-|DESIRE|-
Dedicated to Jess...Your writing outsmarts mine BITCH!
WARNING!
This contains YAOI.
If you don't like...Don't read.
Chapter Synopsis
Reno finds himself face-to-face with the new man checking his hot-ass out.
How will he react to the filthy offers thrown his way?
More importantly... How will Tseng react to the disgusting offers thrown his way?
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Offering
The redhead looked down disgustedly at the cigarette wedged between his fingers.
-Gotta stop this, yo.-
This was getting out of hand – everything was getting out of hand.
He had to put a stop to this madness.
-Starting today.-
For two solid weeks now; Reno had been receiving gift after gift – always the same pack of gorgeous Marlboro.
Laid out on his desk; wrapped neatly in a plain sheet of brown paper.
This would be nice... He loved cigarettes, why wouldn't he? But... Taking them was wrong...
-Tseng.-
It was his boss sending them him.
His overly perverted and clearly delusional boss was trying to buy him.
The man knew he smoked religiously and was clearly trying to worm his way round the Turk.
Reno shuddered at the memory of his boss... Grinding against him.
Readjusting his tie... Running a hand up his thigh... Threatening him in that lustful tone...
"I will have to punish you."
What had the man meant by that?
Was he really going to discipline Reno?
He could just imagine Tseng bending him over – whipping him like some sort of school boy.
Wait...
-WHY THE HELL AM I THINKING LIKE THAT?-
His mind was disgusting...
Oh Gaia, it was so stupidly filthy – he was worse than his sexually frustrated boss!
-Damn notes.-
The packet of smokes hadn't been the worst thing either, oh no...
Tseng had regularly left Reno loads of little notes; plastered with suggestive messages and inappropriate questions.
He still had the one left in his pocket...
"If your paper work isn't done by tomorrow, I'll have to show my naughty Turk some authority."
So one minute he was allowed to be tardy.
Next minute the man's threatening him for being late?
This wasn't Tseng's character AT ALL - how had he succesfully hidden this perverted side of himself from everyone else?
-Any excuse to get me alone in his office.-
That was it – that was the absolute final straw – something had to be done.
Normally he would report to his boss about any complications; but how could he do that now?
Tseng would probably had resolved the issue by 'spanking' him.
-YO, SHUTTUP BRAIN.-
He was going to sort the matter out himself.
Reno was going to go to the president's office to complain about this 'not-so-subtle' sexual harassment.
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"Come in."
The president's voice certainly sounded weird that morning.
-What's up with that?-
Reno found himself involuntarily shaking as he entered the office.
Where were the annoying staff? Where were the guards? Where was the sense of judgement?
The place was spookily empty.
"P-President," Reno choked, stepping towards the humongous desk. "May I have a word or something?"
The man was sat facing away from him; chair swivelled to allow direct access to the humongous window.
It unsettled the Turk...
"Tell me what's bothering you," the president... purred.
What the hell?
Why did the man suddenly sound extremely sexual - extremely provocative?
Maybe he was just hearing things...
-Yeah.-
"Well... Sir... I just wanted to uhm, check..."
His voice was shrivelled into a pathetic mumble.
"The Shinra policy... is that no... Indecent staff relationships must occur, yes?"
-Idiot! What a way to put it!-
"That is correct," the man replied bluntly. "Do you have anything to report on the subject?"
Reno swallowed loudly. "I-It's just... Someone is err... Has err... What I mean to say is..."
-Yo, what the fuck you stuttering for?-
The man interrupted him midsentence.
Giving the poor guy no warning as to what affect the next sentence would have on him...
"Tseng."
-gdgdfhgrfthstr-
Reno was forced to grab the cabinet beside him; the initial shock threatening him to collapse.
How did he...?
How could the man possibly know?
"Sir..." he whispered, his heartbeat racing. "Why would you suggest that..."
The president cut him short once more. "Sir? What a lovely word to hear leave your lips... I do not believe you have ever once called me sir."
-What is he talking about?-
The chair before him spun around; slowly revealing the man behind it.
One...
Two...
Three...
The motion seemed to last a lifetime.
"Perhaps we could get you saying that a lot more often...Reno."
... No.
It couldn't possibly be.
-Yo, no fucking way in hell is that right.-
Was he seeing things?
Was Reno's mind so messed up that he was actually imagining the scenario in front of him?
"You look pale," the man grinned. "I'm flattered that I'm able to have such an effect on you."
Reno couldn't talk...
Why the hell couldn't he talk?
It was the same guy... It was the same jerk who had burst in on him Tseng!
Looking him up and down – undressing him with his eyes!
The same guy who had been able to freeze his thoughts; muddling his poor mind with that seductive stare.
-Rufus Shinra.-
This was the second time he had reacted this badly!
"R-Rufus," he choked, finally able to speak. "What are you doing in here?"
The president's son looked cocky. "Why wouldn't I be allowed into my father's office?"
-Asshole.-
Reno found himself agitated, yet...
This behaviour wasn't turning him off as much as he'd hoped.
The man transformed him into a total and utter drip; ultimately leaving him to embarrass himself.
"I was able to recognise..." Rufus said amusedly. "That Tseng's closeness to you wasn't at all friendly. What a coincidence that I happened to stumble in."
Reno shook his head. "N-No, you got it all wrong..."
-No he didn't?-
Why was he lying to him? Why was he desperate to make it seem different than it actually was?
Who cared what this asshole thought?
"It's a shame really," Rufus sighed. "I was rather fascinated by you, Reno."
-Fascinated?-
"Yo, what do you mean?"Reno asked, worried.
The man licked his lips. "Surely you could tell in that awkward encounter that I was somewhat... Intrigued?"
-He'd practically raped me with his eyes!-
"Can't say I did," Reno shrugged, clearly lying through his teeth.
Rufus stood up off his father's chair. "I get what I want - when I want. You realise that, right?"
The redhead noticed him stepping forward...
-Oh fuck.-
"I assumed you were Tseng's little toy," the man continued. "It wasn't until I caught him having his way with you..."
"Yo, we weren't -"
"That I realised how easy you are on the eyes. Shame I didn't notice it sooner..."
Rufus was almost face to face with him...
The Turk was about to collapse.
"Easy on the eyes?" Reno spluttered, feigning his disgust. "Yo, are you coming onto me?"
It was supposed to make him back off... The confrontation was meant to scare him.
However, it had the opposite effect.
Rufus grinned widely; flashing him that pearly set of teeth. "What if I am?"
-Woah!-
Reno felt himself be shoved backwards; hurling into the crammed desk at full force.
"What are you doing?" he snapped, desperately keeping himself up.
The arrogant man positioned himself before him. "Let me sort that idiot Tseng out."
-Sort him out?-
Reno shook his head. "N-no, it's fine yo! Really! There's nothing going oo...on..."
Did he look... Angry?
Perhaps possessive was the better word.
"If there's nothing going on," Rufus mused, jabbing a pen into the Turk's stomach. "Then why did you feel the need to complain?"
"... I just..."
"You don't want a man like that, right?" he asked cockily. "Someone like you deserves a good time."
-Good time?-
Why on earth did the guy feel like he had all this power?
It was his father that was in charge! Not him! Reno had to step up!
"Get off me, yo!" he snapped, desperately trying to push the man off. "What are you doing?"
Rufus was clearly physically weaker.
However, they both knew who had the upper hand here...
"Settle down," the man growled, drawing the pen up towards Reno's chin. "Listen to me and listen good..."
"... You're mine now."
His...
His...
His...
Had Reno heard him right?
"What are you saying?" he cried, his eyes wide and fearful. "Yo, don't assume anything!"
-Ggh!-
Rufus shoved him forward again; causing the Turk to fly back against the desk – landing on his stomach.
He went to scuffle back... But was stopped.
Hands on the corners – back arched – bending over the President's own desk.
-I shouldn't even be allowed to touch this!-
Reno felt the man's presence behind him; the heat of his body rolling onto his trembling back.
There was chuckling escaping his lips.
"My oh my... That's a rather questionable position, isn't it?"
The Turk felt himself brush brightly.
"Yo, you got me here!" he shouted, trying to push himself away from the desk...
-What the?-
But was stopped by a forceful body.
Rufus pushed down hard against him; leaning over the Turk's body – dominating the situation.
In a much more questionable position...
-Fuck!-
He was bent over him... Rufus had put himself in the most suspicious arrangement possible!
Was he doing this on purpose?
Reno gritted his teeth; practically spitting as the man lined his hands over his and squeezed.
He felt the man push his stomach against his back and push something... else... against his... His...
"Can't move now," Rufus growled, excitement flowing through him. "Can we?"
The Turk was angry – So so angry.
Yet...
-This is not a time to be getting a stiffy!-
"Get off me!"
His voice was weak and unconvincing; it only made the man more eager to continue.
"What do you say, huh?" Rufus snickered, pressing the redhead harder into the wood. "Feel up to utterly destroying this desk with me?"
"It hasn't been filthy in a long time."
Reno felt himself redden.
What was he saying? What the hell was the man suggesting?
Most importantly... Why was he so reluctant to get off of him and walk out?
"You better get used to this position," Rufus growled, digging his nails into the Turk's knuckles. "I'll make sure we revisit it again."
Screw Tseng...
This was sexual harassment.
"Yo, you got no right," Reno barked, finally hauling himself away. "To be doing that to me!"
Rufus merely smirked. "I wonder why you look so excited all of a sudden?"
-Ggh!-
The redhead glanced down at his growing 'problem.'
"Fucking nothin' to do with you!" he growled, making his way towards the door. "Don't think you can be geting your way all the goddamn time!"
He needed a dramatic exit... He needed to prove his point.
Reno turned one was last time to the man. "D-Don't try a stunt like that again!"
It annoyed him...
It riled him up...
It turned him on...
The man was merely smiling; clearly unstirred by his ruined plans.
"You'll be back," he stated matter-of-factly.
Reno rolled his eyes and turned away; storming out of the huge office.
He hadn't been able to throw back a snide comeback at that final comment.
Cause problem was, the man was right...
-WHY DO I WANT TO RETURN?-
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Reno was relieved to finally be back in his office.
He'd taken a much needed breather; choking down ten cigarettes in the process.
Most of the stress was gone...
-Now I have a bigger problem than that asshole Tseng.-
Why were people suddenly becoming attracted to him? He hadn't changed!
Anyway...
Now he had someone new to worry about – bye bye boss problems.
"What's this?"
Reno glanced at a note stamped onto his desk.
He picked it up reluctantly; squinting as he read the message scribbled onto it.
"I will not have you messing around with other staff members. Sort this out. I'm not willing to share you with anyone."
He knew it... That handwriting... That sticky note... That forcefulness...
Oh Gaia...
Perhaps he did have to worry about Tseng after all...
Poor Reno.
His story is a little side thing – Clack is the main focus – I just wanted a little fun!
Oh Rufus, you giant molester pervert.
I haven't had many reviews for the sex/smut chapter... Did I go wrong somewhere?
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Next chapter will contain the newly de-flowered Cloud and his reaction to it all ;)
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